Chapter: 578
Why even bother?

After a moment, he inquired, "So, Ms. Bennett, is there room for me at your celebration party?"

Alicia had not anticipated his question.

"I meant to mention it, but I didn't want to interrupt you. Mr. Ward, if you are available, you are more than welcome to come. I will come pick you up myself."

Caden let out a snort.

“Of course. I will definitely be there."

After he hung up, his expression darkened instantly.

He adjusted his tie and instructed the driver, "Take me to the Yates Mansion."

Alicia clutched her phone, her gaze fixed on the screen for a long time.

Though she had been busy all day, he still occupied her thoughts.

But what good did it do to dwell on him?

He needed Yolanda's support.

It was a work-related issue, a serious matter. Regardless of whether Caden was aware of Yolanda's feelings for him, that was something between them.

She had no standing in Caden's personal affairs.

Instead, she needed to concentrate on her own business.

Caden arrived at the Yates Mansion.

Jerald was not taken aback by Caden's unexpected visit.

He understood that Caden was both ruthless and patient. Since returning to the country, Caden had been plotting, and Joshua's downfall was merely a step in his plan to unleash his anger.

Jerald was well aware that he was Caden's next target.

However, as Caden's father, he refused to show any fear in front of him.

Maintaining a calm demeanor, he descended the stairs while leaning on his cane.

Caden lounged on the sofa, lighting a cigarette and flicking the ash into the tea Shelia had brought him.

Her expression darkened at the sight.

She assisted Jerald in taking a seat.

"What brings you here?" Jerald sneered. "I cannot believe you actually set foot in this place, Caden."

Caden raised his head, his gaze as icy and tranquil as a still lake.

“I came to check on you because I was concerned you might not handle the shock and could end up collapsing. I brought you something that might help," he said.

Only then did Jerald notice the box resting on the table.

He dismissed its significance, scoffing, "If you genuinely cared about my well-being, you would not have treated Joshua so harshly.”

Caden chuckled softly. “Would you be willing to endure his suffering for him?"